Chapter 6 No Going Back
Chapter six
No Going Back
“Deeper,” she gasps. “Harder!”
I can’t hold back. My knot swells, pressing against her already-stretched entrance, and I feel her gasp.
I lift her beautiful, curvy legs, resting her ankles on my shoulders as I press down into her, rutting her into the bed over and over until my knot stops me from going further without pushing it inside.
“Deeper,” she whines again, eyes half-lidded, her mouth half-open. “Please, I need you to fill me all the way.”
“Keep talking like that and I’ll fill you so full of my cum, you’ll be pregnant by morning.”
The fuck did I just say?
That should scare her, but instead she moans, head tilted back, eyes fully shut. Her tight little wet pussy pulses, constricting on my cock, threatening to milk me for all I’m worth.
God damn.
“Pleeeease,” she mewls. “Please fill me. I just want to be yours.”
It must be the mate bond at work. I know this, and yet I can’t resist it. It’s messing with both our heads, that’s got to be it.
But I can’t fight it.
I don’t want to fight it.
All I want is to bury every inch of my cock balls-deep inside her tight little pussy and cum until her womb is full. I want to hear her scream my name every night from now ‘till the end of time.
Wait.
She doesn’t even know my name.
I’m too far gone to care.
I drive in as far as I can without pushing my knot in, holding her wrists down on the bed beneath me, teeth finding her neck. Claim her. I need to claim her.
I breathe her scent deep, exhaling hard.
She whines beneath me. “Don’t stop—please—”
Some primal urge takes over, demanding control.
I cover her mouth with mine, forcing my tongue into her mouth, silencing her words.
When I pull back, she’s panting. “Better,” I growl, holding her jaw with one hand so she’s forced to look me in the eyes.
“Now listen to me. I’m going to claim you.
Got it, human?” My voice is low, hungry, and I barely recognize myself.
This is the rut talking. There’s no going back now.
I need her.
I need to cum in her more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.
“I’m going to bite you. It’s going to hurt. You’re going to scream.”
She whimpers softly beneath me, bucking her hips as she tries to move, to take even more of my cock, the scent of fear mixing with her need.
To my surprise, she whispers, “Bite me. Please bite me. Just…God! Don’t stop.” She tries to buck her hips up harder against mine, tries desperately to rub her clit against me, but I hold her still.
“Don’t move. You’ll cum when I say you cum.”
She moans again, still bucking beneath me, though slower this time.
“Look at me,” I command, the low rumble of alpha power resonating from deep within my chest. An alpha with no pack.
A sigma. “I need you to understand.” Her eyes lock onto mine, unable to look away, and I let out a satisfied growl.
“When I bite you, when you cum, you’ll be mine.
There’s no going back from this. Do you understand, human? ”
She nods slowly, mouth still open, the scent of her arousal clouding my thoughts.
“Good. Because I’m going to cum so deep in you, you’ll never want another man again.”
“I understand. Take me, shifter. Make me yours.”
“Say, ‘please’.”
“Please.” The need in her voice so great it trembles. “I’m yours, Alpha.”
I freeze.
“Alpha?” I recoil, her pussy clenching around my cock as I pull back, all that tightness threatening to make me cum despite what she just said. “What the fuck did you just call me?”
She shouldn’t know that word.
She shouldn’t know what I am. No human should know I’m an alpha who rejected his pack. Unless—
Unless this was all a trap. A setup.
I stare down at her, my cock still buried halfway in her tight little pussy, waiting for her to explain.
She twists her head away, breathing hard as she whispers so softly I can barely hear, “I need an alpha to claim me.”
“What?” I should pull out. I should.
Fuck.
I’ve been used.
Holding perfectly still, I command, “Explain. Now.”
She whimpers, not meeting my eyes. “I come from a pureblood shifter pack, but I was born without the ability to shift. And our alpha, he—” she pauses, her breath growing ragged as if talking about this is hard for her, and a wave of unexpected compassion passes through me, softening the edges of my anger.
“I’m the lowest rank in my pack. I hate it.
I wanted to escape, so I ran, and I need an alpha to claim me, to protect me, to make me his. It’s the only way I’ll be safe.”
The growl that echoes from my chest is more wolf than man.
It’s a strange urge, all that deep betrayal at being tricked softened by a furious need to protect what’s mine.
I drive suddenly into her, making her gasp. Her eyes widen as she looks back at me, finally meeting my gaze again.
“Your alpha fucks you like this?” I demand, aware I should be ashamed of my own words. “He fucks you and you can’t get away, so you came to find someone who would fuck you nicer? Is that it?”
I’m an asshole.
But she doesn’t cower. “No. He doesn’t fuck me anything like this. He makes it hurt.”
Sharp anger drives through me, from my head to my hands, fists clenching the sheets at either side of her neck. Her face is inches from mine.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, starting to pull back again. I need to stop this.
To my surprise, she crosses her ankles around my neck and pulls me down deeper into her. My cock throbs inside her, heat melting through my tightening muscles, threatening to release.
“Don’t go,” she whispers, eyes pleading. “Please, Alpha. I need you. Please claim me. Please.”
But something still isn’t adding up. “If you’re his, why don’t I smell his bite on you?”
“He doesn’t claim us, because he doesn’t want to be tied to one woman. A claim can only be made once. So he claims no one.”
“Us?” Fresh anger rises in my throat.
“He has a harem.”
“Fucking hell.”
All the anger burning inside me has to go somewhere. I need to either fuck or fight, and I know which option it’s gonna be.
Even if I might regret this later.
With a furious growl, I drive harder into her, rutting her into the bed until she’s pressed flat beneath me, her ankles still wrapped tightly behind my neck.
She moans, mouth open, head back, eyes shut, a look of pure ecstasy melting across her face.
“Is that good? Do you like it when I fuck you so hard, you’re locked beneath me, unable to move even if you tried?
” I lean down close to her neck, scenting her skin.
The heated musk of her desire drives me wilder, my knot swelling again where it presses against her entrance.
It takes all my self-control not to force it in right this second.
“Tell me your name. Tell me your name so when I claim you, I’ll know exactly who’s screaming mine. ”